
Title: Montagne Saint Victoire
To put a landscape on a canvas is a big intellectual challenge. Landscapes don’t smile, don’t look at you, don’t cry, are not desperate. They are just there, in front of you, silent. They are too vast to be known, too precise to be caught, too complicated to be fully revealed. The feeling that is is the whole thing, with its remote details, that pleases us, moves us, is really a problem for the painter. How can it be represented without destroying its deep complexity ? Landscape is whithout limits, it spreads beyond what our eyes can see, and it hides its finest details. From horizons to parcels of grass, both inaccessible, we will have to choose at the end, to grab what is essential : what has caught our attention, what impressed us. Harmony in colours, an atmosphere, lights, shapes, perspectives ? May be we should only keep the feeling itself, at this precise moment, which in fact has no relationships with the formal analysis of the landscape. But it has to do with the dialogue that we were able to start withthis particular landscape.
This short moment, when the landscape speaks to us, it the thing we have to show on the painting. This moment has to be shared : when the outside world tells us what it is, an extraordinary period of time in which the discovery of our inner world gets its real sense.
(oil on canvas, 100 x 73 cm, september 2007)
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